07-09-2025, 11:58 PM
As we open up, we can feel the heat rising almost immediately. Breakdown taking place in Miami just feels like the perfect excuse to hit the beach, and we can safely assume the Glimmer Sisters couldn't resist. At the moment, we've only found one of them, though which one is anybody's guess at this point. She's laying back on a towel, sunglasses shielding her eyes, and reading from a rather specific book that seems to be titled “How To Not Talk Out of Your Ass For Dummies” though whether or not she's actually invested in whatever this book has to say or just using it as a prop is just as up in the air. That said, while the 4th of July may have passed, it seems like whichever Glimmer this is couldn't resist showing a little more patriotism as the American flag thong bikini she's stuffed her body into likely has you questioning if it's even safe to be seen on SCW television. Then again, the fact that you're watching this would imply that, while criminally skimpy, it's apparently safe enough. As she turns a page of the book, we see the other Glimmer Sister, dressed in the exact same ludicrously skimpy American flag thong bikini to make them a perfect mirror of one another, slowly crawl over to her and begin poking her twin, first on the bicep, then moving to her breasts before moving down to the thighs and the side of her butt.
Gina: What are you doing, Gia?
Gia just giggles as Gina sighs, now that we've gotten a clue as to which sister is which for now.
Gia: Sorry sis, I was checking for plastic, but all I'm feeling is god-given flesh.
Gina: And why would you need to double-check that when you know everything about us is all natural?
Gia: Oh, just the Shinigami Foundation finally deciding we were worth enough time to open their mouths and the first thing they do is joke about how we're loaded up with more plastic than Mr. Potato Head.
Gina: Huh... guess there are still some people out in the world who just can't comprehend that women like us exist who were naturally blessed with peak female bodies.
Gia: Well, I may have lied a bit... the actual first thing they said was five minutes of nothing, bitching and moaning about how they should be champions right now, how the woman who cost them has until this Thursday night to apologize or they're going to end her career. Oh yeah, and the champions are also going to have their careers ended too.
Gina: Do I even need to ask if they threatened to end our careers too?
Gia: I think so? It was kind of hard to make out between asking us to just lay down for them so they don't have to do that and stating that we don't belong in SCW because apparently they're the ones who make that decision.
Gina: Wouldn't that mean they're the ones to blame for us getting signed on in the first place?
Gia just laughs at the idea while Gina cracks a dangerous smirk, closing her book and nodding down to it before Gia reaches down and helps her twin up, the two of them finding a way to make a steamy little show out of it until they're both upright. As they finally turn to face us, Gina can't resist holding up the book so we can see the cover clearly.
Gina: Alex, Wil, I feel like the two of you might benefit a lot from reading this book, because I think it's painfully clear the only thing you two know how to do is talk out of your asses. Seriously, you think we haven't heard the whole “you don't belong in the same ring as us” shtick before?
Gia: Pretty sure we lost count of how many times it got said around the independent scene, and it didn't change the fact that we still kicked ass and racked up so many wins that if we bothered listing them all off, I'm pretty sure you'd get jealous and park your asses right back in front of a camera to piss and moan to try and prove us wrong.
Gina: Gia and I are gonna let you guys in on a little secret: we don't care if you think we don't belong here or if we're not “worthy” of being in your ring. Fact of the matter is, we're here, and we've decided our hot little asses aren't going anywhere. But hey, if you're going to get that upset over it because you're “professional wrestlers” and want to take this super seriously, then cry about it some more. We're here to get paid and put on a show, and if that show involves embarrassing you, then like it or not, you boys are getting embarrassed.
Gia: Seriously, you preach about being “professional wrestlers” after wasting so much time talking about other people you want to pick a fight with because you didn't get your way and you think the world needs to bend over backwards and kiss your asses. Uh... why? Because you've got such a terrible case of Small Dick Syndrome that you're both desperate to overcompensate because you're part of this huge group that's supposed to be sooooo big and bad and yet you both have never amounted to anything since coming to SCW?
Gina: Yeah, as hard as it might be for the two of you to believe, we did our homework and know for a fact that your win-loss record is garbage. Probably why it's so easy to call you both hotheads when every time you've gotten your asses kicked you've sworn vengeance against the world. I mean, you get to be the best by default if you kill a wrestling promotion by injuring the whole roster to get your way, right?
Gia: Gina, you think that case of Small Dick Syndrome they're both suffering from is why Wil claims to be “The Last Honest Man” blah blah blah but can't be honest with himself about us being the hottest thing he or Alex have ever seen in their lives?
Gina: Honestly sis? It wouldn't surprise me.
Gina proceeds to toss her book aside, clearly tired of it shielding her breasts from our view as we've been getting to see all of Gia this whole time.
Gia: Look boys, no offense, but if we stand here rivaling the sun with how hot we are and say that you've already lost this match, then that means you've already lost this match, and all that diarrhea that spewed out of your mouths is proof that we're already in your heads. For the record, that's not our Plan A, nor our Plan B. Hell, we've got a plan for every letter of the alphabet twice over because, as hard as this might be for the two of you to comprehend, being hot doesn't mean we're idiots.
Gina: You think you're the first to threaten us the way you did? Hell, we've been threatened with worse from bigger, stronger men than you, and they didn't have the fear of being blacklisted from the wrestling business you two claim to love so much to stop them from doing things to us that would redefine the word “illegal.” That's the curse we carry from being so hot, but we're smart enough to know there's always a way to get what we want, whether that be our survival or making money or maybe even putting those tag team titles around our sexy waists.
Gia: Of course, if that plan includes fighting like you want us to do so badly, then we'll fight. That's the funny thing about all of this: you claim to have been prepared for us based solely on the two matches we've already won around here, but the joke's on you, because those last two teams were so easy that you boys have literally seen nothing yet. You don't know what we're capable of when we actually have to try... sadly, you're not really giving us the vibe of a greater challenge, no matter how much grandstanding you have to do to prove you're both “macho” enough to not be the utter embarrassments you've been to your so-called Foundation.
Gina: But say your threats actually aren't as empty as your heads... say you actually do force us to finally try. Are you sure you know what you're in for? It's no secret that Gia and I are circus performers alongside being wrestlers. That's kind of why we haven't graced SCW television on the Breakdowns we weren't booked on. The funny thing about what we do? If you actually look beyond how erotic we make everything we do, you'd realize that we're a lot more athletic than the two of you probably are. Yeah, wrestling takes skill and hard work and all that, but so does the trapeze, the high wire... basically any acrobatic act. And we don't just have one specialty like most performers do, oh no. We do it all, so think about how much work we had to put in to have all that skill.
Gia: Now add all the erotic stuff we do back into the picture. Yeah, maybe I just want you both to think for a moment and realize how fucking hot it is, but then you realize how much more skill it takes to pull off those sexy poses or contort our bodies in ways we doubt the two of you ever could, all without making a mistake that could lead to serious injury. Those skills actually translated over to wrestling surprisingly well, so is it any wonder why we're here in SCW and taking it by storm?
As if to demonstrate this, Gia moves to stand in front of Gina, reaching back with her arms as Gina locks hands with her. With an ease born of practice, Gia does a standing backflip into a handstand with only Gina holding her full body weight in the air. After a moment, Gia crosses one of her legs behind the other, almost like they would if she was being put into a cloverleaf submission, as she shakes her ample ass. While she's doing this, Gina kicks one of her own legs up high and actually hooks her foot around the back of her own head, effectively doing a standing split while one single leg and her arms are all that's keeping her twin sister from crashing headfirst into the sand. After a minute of this impressive and erotic display, Gina pushes her arms up, causing Gia to do a corkscrew flip off to the side as she uncrosses her legs in midair and lands perfectly on her feet while Gina drops her raised foot into an axe kick that sends sand flying into our faces. This view of sand caked onto the camera lens is all we get for a moment before Gia & Gina wipe it mostly clean, though this means they're leaning forward in a way that gives us a perfect view of their cleavage as they can't help but grin.
Gia: Think you boys are athletic enough to do something like that?
Gina: If you think so, then by all means, prove it on Breakdown.
Gia: It doesn't change the fact that, one way or another, we're going to beat you.
Gina: It's already a foregone conclusion, and your empty threats don't change that.
Gia: But by all means... keep worrying about our “daddy” like you have any idea what you're talking about, because nobody controls the Glimmer Sisters.
Gina: But we'll be more than happy to hear you two call us both “mommy” once we're done exposing you in front of everybody.
Gia: And we think it's only fair that by beating the team that “should” be tag team champions means we're next in line by default, and soon those title belts will also be calling us “mommy.”
Gina: What do you think SCW? Maybe something worth considering once we're done putting the Shinigami Foundation in the dirt and going 3-0 around here, as if there was any doubt in the first place.
Gia & Gina both wink and blow kisses to us before they stand up and turn around, the camera being at the perfect level to get a face full of how much ass is on display from the both of them as the stars and stripes practically disappear between their cheeks like magic, said cheeks jiggling in perfection as the twins strut away, laughing to each other about something as we watch them for probably longer than we really need to until we finally fade to black.
Gina: What are you doing, Gia?
Gia just giggles as Gina sighs, now that we've gotten a clue as to which sister is which for now.
Gia: Sorry sis, I was checking for plastic, but all I'm feeling is god-given flesh.
Gina: And why would you need to double-check that when you know everything about us is all natural?
Gia: Oh, just the Shinigami Foundation finally deciding we were worth enough time to open their mouths and the first thing they do is joke about how we're loaded up with more plastic than Mr. Potato Head.
Gina: Huh... guess there are still some people out in the world who just can't comprehend that women like us exist who were naturally blessed with peak female bodies.
Gia: Well, I may have lied a bit... the actual first thing they said was five minutes of nothing, bitching and moaning about how they should be champions right now, how the woman who cost them has until this Thursday night to apologize or they're going to end her career. Oh yeah, and the champions are also going to have their careers ended too.
Gina: Do I even need to ask if they threatened to end our careers too?
Gia: I think so? It was kind of hard to make out between asking us to just lay down for them so they don't have to do that and stating that we don't belong in SCW because apparently they're the ones who make that decision.
Gina: Wouldn't that mean they're the ones to blame for us getting signed on in the first place?
Gia just laughs at the idea while Gina cracks a dangerous smirk, closing her book and nodding down to it before Gia reaches down and helps her twin up, the two of them finding a way to make a steamy little show out of it until they're both upright. As they finally turn to face us, Gina can't resist holding up the book so we can see the cover clearly.
Gina: Alex, Wil, I feel like the two of you might benefit a lot from reading this book, because I think it's painfully clear the only thing you two know how to do is talk out of your asses. Seriously, you think we haven't heard the whole “you don't belong in the same ring as us” shtick before?
Gia: Pretty sure we lost count of how many times it got said around the independent scene, and it didn't change the fact that we still kicked ass and racked up so many wins that if we bothered listing them all off, I'm pretty sure you'd get jealous and park your asses right back in front of a camera to piss and moan to try and prove us wrong.
Gina: Gia and I are gonna let you guys in on a little secret: we don't care if you think we don't belong here or if we're not “worthy” of being in your ring. Fact of the matter is, we're here, and we've decided our hot little asses aren't going anywhere. But hey, if you're going to get that upset over it because you're “professional wrestlers” and want to take this super seriously, then cry about it some more. We're here to get paid and put on a show, and if that show involves embarrassing you, then like it or not, you boys are getting embarrassed.
Gia: Seriously, you preach about being “professional wrestlers” after wasting so much time talking about other people you want to pick a fight with because you didn't get your way and you think the world needs to bend over backwards and kiss your asses. Uh... why? Because you've got such a terrible case of Small Dick Syndrome that you're both desperate to overcompensate because you're part of this huge group that's supposed to be sooooo big and bad and yet you both have never amounted to anything since coming to SCW?
Gina: Yeah, as hard as it might be for the two of you to believe, we did our homework and know for a fact that your win-loss record is garbage. Probably why it's so easy to call you both hotheads when every time you've gotten your asses kicked you've sworn vengeance against the world. I mean, you get to be the best by default if you kill a wrestling promotion by injuring the whole roster to get your way, right?
Gia: Gina, you think that case of Small Dick Syndrome they're both suffering from is why Wil claims to be “The Last Honest Man” blah blah blah but can't be honest with himself about us being the hottest thing he or Alex have ever seen in their lives?
Gina: Honestly sis? It wouldn't surprise me.
Gina proceeds to toss her book aside, clearly tired of it shielding her breasts from our view as we've been getting to see all of Gia this whole time.
Gia: Look boys, no offense, but if we stand here rivaling the sun with how hot we are and say that you've already lost this match, then that means you've already lost this match, and all that diarrhea that spewed out of your mouths is proof that we're already in your heads. For the record, that's not our Plan A, nor our Plan B. Hell, we've got a plan for every letter of the alphabet twice over because, as hard as this might be for the two of you to comprehend, being hot doesn't mean we're idiots.
Gina: You think you're the first to threaten us the way you did? Hell, we've been threatened with worse from bigger, stronger men than you, and they didn't have the fear of being blacklisted from the wrestling business you two claim to love so much to stop them from doing things to us that would redefine the word “illegal.” That's the curse we carry from being so hot, but we're smart enough to know there's always a way to get what we want, whether that be our survival or making money or maybe even putting those tag team titles around our sexy waists.
Gia: Of course, if that plan includes fighting like you want us to do so badly, then we'll fight. That's the funny thing about all of this: you claim to have been prepared for us based solely on the two matches we've already won around here, but the joke's on you, because those last two teams were so easy that you boys have literally seen nothing yet. You don't know what we're capable of when we actually have to try... sadly, you're not really giving us the vibe of a greater challenge, no matter how much grandstanding you have to do to prove you're both “macho” enough to not be the utter embarrassments you've been to your so-called Foundation.
Gina: But say your threats actually aren't as empty as your heads... say you actually do force us to finally try. Are you sure you know what you're in for? It's no secret that Gia and I are circus performers alongside being wrestlers. That's kind of why we haven't graced SCW television on the Breakdowns we weren't booked on. The funny thing about what we do? If you actually look beyond how erotic we make everything we do, you'd realize that we're a lot more athletic than the two of you probably are. Yeah, wrestling takes skill and hard work and all that, but so does the trapeze, the high wire... basically any acrobatic act. And we don't just have one specialty like most performers do, oh no. We do it all, so think about how much work we had to put in to have all that skill.
Gia: Now add all the erotic stuff we do back into the picture. Yeah, maybe I just want you both to think for a moment and realize how fucking hot it is, but then you realize how much more skill it takes to pull off those sexy poses or contort our bodies in ways we doubt the two of you ever could, all without making a mistake that could lead to serious injury. Those skills actually translated over to wrestling surprisingly well, so is it any wonder why we're here in SCW and taking it by storm?
As if to demonstrate this, Gia moves to stand in front of Gina, reaching back with her arms as Gina locks hands with her. With an ease born of practice, Gia does a standing backflip into a handstand with only Gina holding her full body weight in the air. After a moment, Gia crosses one of her legs behind the other, almost like they would if she was being put into a cloverleaf submission, as she shakes her ample ass. While she's doing this, Gina kicks one of her own legs up high and actually hooks her foot around the back of her own head, effectively doing a standing split while one single leg and her arms are all that's keeping her twin sister from crashing headfirst into the sand. After a minute of this impressive and erotic display, Gina pushes her arms up, causing Gia to do a corkscrew flip off to the side as she uncrosses her legs in midair and lands perfectly on her feet while Gina drops her raised foot into an axe kick that sends sand flying into our faces. This view of sand caked onto the camera lens is all we get for a moment before Gia & Gina wipe it mostly clean, though this means they're leaning forward in a way that gives us a perfect view of their cleavage as they can't help but grin.
Gia: Think you boys are athletic enough to do something like that?
Gina: If you think so, then by all means, prove it on Breakdown.
Gia: It doesn't change the fact that, one way or another, we're going to beat you.
Gina: It's already a foregone conclusion, and your empty threats don't change that.
Gia: But by all means... keep worrying about our “daddy” like you have any idea what you're talking about, because nobody controls the Glimmer Sisters.
Gina: But we'll be more than happy to hear you two call us both “mommy” once we're done exposing you in front of everybody.
Gia: And we think it's only fair that by beating the team that “should” be tag team champions means we're next in line by default, and soon those title belts will also be calling us “mommy.”
Gina: What do you think SCW? Maybe something worth considering once we're done putting the Shinigami Foundation in the dirt and going 3-0 around here, as if there was any doubt in the first place.
Gia & Gina both wink and blow kisses to us before they stand up and turn around, the camera being at the perfect level to get a face full of how much ass is on display from the both of them as the stars and stripes practically disappear between their cheeks like magic, said cheeks jiggling in perfection as the twins strut away, laughing to each other about something as we watch them for probably longer than we really need to until we finally fade to black.